Prose describing the mist in the mountains after the rain

The prose describing the mist in the mountains after the rain is as follows:

It has been raining for several days. From the first light rain to the heavy rain, and now to the rain in Mao Mao, the fog in the mountains is getting thicker and thicker. The whole day was shrouded in drizzle and fog. People either sit around the baking tray, hide under the covers, brush their mobile phones and watch TV. Unless they are picking the food they eat every day, they are too lazy to move.

That is, I am free for a while now; But before long, spring ploughing will begin soon, and farm work such as raising seedlings, ploughing, transplanting rice, growing vegetables, melons and beans will emerge one after another every day. Even on such a foggy and drizzly day, people will put on hemp fiber and hats and be busy in the fields for fear of missing the farm work this spring.

This year, God seems to have opened his eyes. Before spring ploughing, drizzle and fog moistened the land and made it fertile. In this drizzle, I seem to see people busy in the fields with smiles in autumn.

This drizzling weather keeps people at home to rest, which is the most free time for farmers in a year. The land needs to be nourished and farmers need to recuperate. The rain and fog in Mao Mao came at the right time. This is also what farmers often say: "Spring water blooms". This means that the spring rain moistens the land.

In rainy and foggy days in Mao Mao, farmers can be idle, because they have been working on the land for a whole year, and it is appropriate to rest for a week or two. Besides, they are not sitting around the baking tray idle. Are they still discussing this year's farming? But those of us who work hard on words cannot use this as an excuse to be lazy.

Write a poem about the misty mountain scenery after the rain as follows:

My Wang Yue-Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Second, sitting alone in Jingting Mountain-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Third, Mount Zhongnan-Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?